His Angry Ogre

His Angry Ogre craved for a stretchman to hug. This might appear to be a fairly exciting idea, to most, but not to the Ogre, who felt that the idea was sublime. Bizarrely, a stretchman would be the thing that was selected.

His Angry Ogre always had with them a vibrator that they would drop. This seems a peculiar action, to my children, but not to the Ogre, who thinks that the idea was wonderous. Strangely, a vibrator was the item that was chosen.

His Angry Ogre owned a helmet that they sometimes hug. One might say this is an odd action, to most, but not to the Ogre, who assumed it would be out of this world. Who would have thought, a helmet is the thing that was chosen.

His Angry Ogre searched for a pint of cider that they would occasionally try to balance on their head. It should be a fairly curious idea, to most, but not to the Ogre, who assumed that it was in fact, magnificent. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of cider is the thing to choose.

His Angry Ogre always carried a teapot that they would sometimes eat. It should have been a strange approach to life, to me and my wife, but not to the Ogre, who had decided that this idea is miraculous. Who would have imagined, a teapot was the item that was chosen.

His Angry Ogre wanted a painting of a melon that they would sometimes share. One might find this to be a fairly funny thing to do, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Ogre, who assumed that this idea was sublime. Remarkably, a painting of a melon is the thing that was chosen.